Sword Whisperer

'It's a fine sword.'

Seeing Van's slash, Hay admired it sincerely.

It was a flawless slash. But Van's attack didn't end there.

Down the black bird once again, under the black bird drawn to the side again.

If you want to cut it, the next slash is already ready, and if you want to shoot a knife, the sword is already shining again.

It was a specialty of early swordsmanship. Due to the irresistible nature of the air, the instantaneous explosive force is stronger than a normal slash…… and the connection between the slash and the slash is so concise that you will not feel its presence.

But Van's swordsmanship was not just an ordinary superb swordsmanship.

'You're mixing stabbing. ’

The culprit was an island that was so fast that it couldn't be seen. It was quite impressive to think that early swordsmanship basically ruled out stabbing.

And the ghost became a slut.

[Ah, ah…….]

The ghost looks down at me with a dumb face and disappears like a fog from the scar marks left by Van. McDead retreats with a frightened expression.

"Sa, are you missing?"

"..... you don't know. Stop freaking out. You're a coward. ”

"I didn't avoid it because I was scared, I avoided it because I was dirty!"

McDead argues with Barack Obama. Van looked at Hay because he didn't want to argue with him. Hay claps while smiling.

"Awesome. Usually no one cuts off ghosts from the start. ”

"You're filthy weak. This one.”

"I told you, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's just..... tricky. ”

Hay's eyes narrowed. The Ghost feeds on the unconscious and builds strength. McDead blew the ghost's throat with an axe, but he couldn't finish it because there was such an idea somewhere in his subconscious. What if I don't die? That's a little weak thinking.

And Van didn't have that idea.

'It's the best attitude to deal with ghosts...'

I doubted it. People like Van were more concerned about their lack of excellence than they were about their own, so they often made mistakes against ghosts. Nevertheless, clearing out ghosts like that doesn't mean you're underestimating your worth.

McDead mutters when the grass dies a little.

"I must have cut my throat..."

”Ghosts don't exist. It's not just a cut. Your sweat, your time beyond that slash...... the border is a good place to check your floor. McDead, next time you ring, throw everything you've got and cut it. Again, don't do anything suspicious. ”

"…… I see! ”

And on that day, McDead could not defeat any spirits. After seeing the ghosts who were about to eat me with their heads split in half and tears out of their noses, the treatment of the ghosts became half full.

What kind of ghosts are all perverts? ''

The spirit could not bear the wrath, but treaded on the evil land. When I saw the stones lying on the ground, I asked half of them.

"... but you still caught him? ''

"I hit him with a bunch of teeth, and he just got caught. ”

Here, the spirit 'slapped a bunch of teeth.' It meant implementing Gi so prominently. If we don't put that much weight in, we're not convinced. Anya said with a slightly flattering expression.

"Hm. I'm going to do it with my powers, ignorantly, so let's do it. ”

"…… White Flame is a scam. It's fraud."

The spirit blooms from Anya's fingertips. She murmurs gloomy, staring at the vanishing white salt. I heard that Anya's White Flame just touches the clumsy ghost and disappears.

"I can't even call you ghosts. I'd rather call him a charlatan. ”

Woo-ring grumbled and said, The spirit looked at Wu Liung with a fat face.

"So what does it feel like to be a real ghost? ”

”I can't do it enough to cut it once or twice. We have to get rid of it by making powders. But it won't be that easy. Those ghosts..... will not fall apart as you have met. ”

Wu Liung said that and listened to my fist. It was definitely a big fist, even compared to a big one. He said in a strange voice.

"Last year's retreat, I almost died three times. ”

At the end of the day, the peninsula was quite surprised. He knew that Wu Ling had already had a different skill from the average student from before admission. Even the current spirit could not last long if it was fought with Wu Ling at that time.

Nevertheless, he almost died.

"…… to what? ''

"There are many seeds of the night. There could be a bunch of tailed foxes, or a skeleton disease could bite your throat. But the scariest thing is a ghost."

Wu Liung said in a serious voice.

”Don't underestimate the ghost. As soon as you're convinced you can defeat the ghost, they'll come after you in some way. ”

It was quite the opposite of what Hay said. Let no one doubt, and let no one be certain. I don't know which one to listen to.

In the meantime, time passed, and students became increasingly silent. If it didn't fall too far from the lighthouse, the ghosts were not so strong. It was not unusual for second-graders to be more and more relaxed, as they were encouraged by their own skills.

And I was in the middle of it.

Night. When it was time to cross the border and check out the property, people found out one thing.

Article 27 has not returned.

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The night has always been a time to look at the glass since one day. A man who dreams of a woman for months and keeps dreaming may not look so cool, but he sleeps in the hallucinations of glass every night.

Glass swordsmanship itself was familiar. Her thoughts, her senses, everything was clear now. Of course, I still did not feel certain about how to deal with the four-star period, but I thought that one day it would be his swordsmanship too.

Nevertheless, keeping an eye on Glass's swordsmanship is to see and learn how she fights according to her opponent. In particular, Glass's memory of fighting at the border helped him quite a lot. In front of all sorts of seeds of the night that come out of the border, we knew for sure as well as the law that doesn't die.

'Thanks to you, the ghost was cut off quite easily.'

Half of them already knew what mindset to fight them with. Even to finish the retreat, the memory of the glass needed to be looked at a little more.

This happened shortly after the '27 trillion' went missing.

[What are you...?]

'......... huh?'

At that moment, when I heard his voice, Van wanted to know if I heard anything in vain. But soon I realized it wasn't. The two eyes of the glass were facing the other half. Blurred, unfocused eyes.

[You…….]

And it was then. The world frowned, and half of it bounced out of the dream. And the first thing I saw was Hezleck's worrying eyes.

"What is it, Van. Did you have a nightmare?"

".... Did I yell? ”

"No, I didn't..... because I breathed too hard. ”

After hearing that, Van realized that his body had been torn apart by sweat. It was strange. It was a face I've seen so often, but I couldn't make it feel this strange today.

'.... Is this my illusion? Or……'

The morning was bright, with no bird to answer my question. In front of eager students, the professors raised their voices.

'' Now, our goal today is still to find the 27 trillion. ’' As usual, the three groups form a team and move. If something happens, blast this briquette right away. We'll be right there. ”

Three. Nine. It was a larger number than usual, but nevertheless the tension on their faces was potent. No one even noticed the disappearance of Article 27. What the hell took them? Is it a ghost or an essence? Or is it a rebel?

I didn't know. Van grips the hallucinogram of glass tightly. I've been steaming a little since last night's weird dream, but I still can't believe I let this go.

It was too ripe for Gigi's hand. I needed a sword to replace the other longswords when they broke.

'' Don't carry that sword. "

Anya looked at Van's hallucinations and said in a fat voice. She didn't like the hallucinations. Van looked at Hilgum and asked.

"What did you say last time?... What exactly did you mean? ''

'Why'. If you tell me, I'll let you go? ''

You might consider a "yes." ”

"…… An object old enough to contain the mind of a human being is a law that does not welcome a new owner. And I'm not going to get the transverse fluid in any way. It's easy to say, it means you're out of luck. Do you understand? ''

'Roughly.' "

"So you can take it for granted that you're not carrying it anymore? ''

"That's a little..... later. ”

"…… I knew it. Anyway, they are the early family. ”

Anya stretches her shoulders as if she's losing her energy. Van looked at my hallucinations. He was able to fight ghosts due to this hallucinogenic route, and also to increase his skills. Nevertheless..... this might call for transverse fluid?

It was something I didn't want to imagine. And it was then. Anya's promoter, Cloth, hardened his face.

"…… was struck. ’ '

"Yes? ''

Everyone, prepare for battle! It's a trap! "

- Kihihihihihihihihi.

Before the words of the cloth came to an end, I heard a laughter somewhere. Just listening was a disgusting laugh that would make your arm itch. Van takes out the hallucinogens reflexively and holds the position.

And soon, I realized what it meant to be hit by the cloth.

"Huh, shit. ”

Van smiles and slams his eyes.

More than a dozen hordes of ghosts were scattering from the ground. Van grips the hallucinogens tightly. It's rhinoceros, dogbee. I honestly don't feel it.

One thing's for sure. There is an enemy in front of him, and this hallucinogram in his hand is a pretty good sword. So at least I have nothing to worry about now.

Let's take the knife.

Breathe short, exhale long.

Eyes look everywhere, but consciousness lies in a world beyond sight.

Leave it to the colleague behind.

Butterflies and rhizomes are beyond Anya's words.

The battlefield is here now, not in front of him.